Date: Thu, 22 Sep 2005 17:48:25 +0100
From: succum241 <succum241@lycos.co.uk>
Subject: THE VALLEY COTTAGE - 5

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THE VALLEY COTTAGE

(from the previous bit)

Martin then said, "I know you used the `f' word just now, Rick, but I think
in this one case we should make an exception. Don't you Tom?"

"I didn't even notice, so I guess we will have to." Tom answered

"Sorry and thanks," I simply replied, and yawned. I was suddenly quite
weary. "What you want to do now? I could actually handle a bit of kip." I
continued.

"Sounds like a good idea. Still raining outside, and not much else to do
inside." Tom agreed.

"I'm game for that also," Martin added. "Now if we could just get this sex
starved boy to move his sweet ass, we can all get under the covers for a
bit of shut eye."

We shuffled around so that we could get the one sleeping bag over us and
lay down as we had the night before. Me in the middle and all of us totally
naked, and were soon mimicking the cartoon drawings of the man sawing wood.

Chapter 8

THE BIRTHDAY CONTINUES

I woke up first, and the sun had already set, but it was still raining. The
need for a pee forced me to make a dash to the privy. It was only afterward
that it struck me that if I had just stood in the doorway and peed out the
rain would have washed it away. I got back inside all wet and cold and so
stoked up the fire to get dry and warm up. I checked my watch and saw that
it was only 7.30 and so decided to wait a bit before starting dinner. I
didn't want to make a lot of noise and wake the others up. However, after
10 minutes of sitting in the glow of the fire, boredom began to rear its
ugly head. I decided that I could at lest get a lamp lit and start getting
the food out ready for cooking. Wow! That occupied a whole four minutes;
now what was there to do? A thought then struck me.

In preparation I built up the fire to increase the warmth in the
cottage. After all I did not want my best friends, because this how I now
looked on them, to get hypothermia did I? With a roaring fire going, I
moved over to the bed and very gently pulled back the sleeping bag to
reveal Tom and Martin in all their naked glory. I sat there for a few
moments just looking at them, taking in each detail.  Neither was hard at
this time and so I was able to compare their cocks and note the
differences. Martin being that much older was better endowed. His cock was
both longer and fatter, and his balls were bigger in their bag. He also had
a heavier coating of fur. Tom's foreskin was definitely longer and
completely covered the head of his dick, with about a quarter of inch to
spare, while Martin's left a fingernail size circle of his cock tip
showing, and even more when hard. Martin's bush was just a tad darker than
the hair on his head which was dark brown. Tom's was quite a lot darker
than his blond head and was almost a light brown rather than dark blond. I
wandered if others could see a difference in mine.  To my eyes, I thought
both sites were equally as black as the other. Martin also had more hair in
his armpits than either Tom or I and the hairs down his legs were longer
and coarser than both of us as well.

But enough of the looking, now to put plan 'b' into action.  I guessed that
both of them were used to the room temperature and that their skin
temperature would be about the same as mine and so there should be no
shocks to disturb their sleep when I touched them. My plan was to see if I
could bring them to an orgasm without waking them up. I carefully moved to
sit between them looking up their bodies towards their faces. They had
obliged by both lying on their backs with just enough space between them to
fit me in. I put out my right hand and rested it very gently on Martin's
cock. He did not seem to react at all. Keeping it there I did the same with
my left hand on Tom's cock. Tom stirred a bit and so I quickly pulled my
hand away. I softly stroked Martin's cock for a couple of strokes and then
lifting my hand from his cock, tried Tom's again. This time he didn't react
and so I gave his cock a few soft strokes as I had done for Martin. I could
feel it beginning to harden under my hand and so lifted my hand slightly to
allow it room to move. I returned to Martin's cock and found that it was
still fully flaccid. I put my hand back and again gave him some gentle
strokes. Unlike Tom, whose cock was now fully erect, Martin's did not seem
to react to my gentle ministrations at all. I decided to risk and it and
carefully got my hand around his cock and began to gently wank him.  This
did the trick and I soon had two hard dicks; one in each hand.

Martin's may have been slower getting hard, but it was quicker at producing
pre-cum and soon my hand was slicking over his cock very nicely. I also
noticed that his foreskin pulled back much more freely than Tom's seemed
to.  Each down stroke pulled his skin back to reveal his purplish helmet in
full, while Tom's didn't come right out at all. After I had been jacking
both of them for about 5 minutes, I decided to see if I could get Tom's
foreskin to pull all the way back and let go of Martin's cock to use two
hands on Tom.

"Don't stop now." Martin said.

I got such a fright I nearly lost the game with Tom by jerking his
cock. Fortunately I let go of it instead when I jerked in fright. "Are you
awake?" I asked -- stupid question, but one does this sort of thing when in
shock.

"Yeah. How else would I have known to speak to you?" Martin replied
sarcastically.

"How long have you been awake? I asked.

"A couple of minutes, I guess. Now get on with it, before I loose it."

I returned my hand to Martin's cock and began to jack him again. But I
still wanted to try and retract Tom's foreskin all the way, and was trying
to work out how to do this when I discovered quite by accident that if I
pull it back a bit, and then move my hand up his cock without really
putting any pressure on his skin that skin stays about where I had got it
to. Armed with this, I gripped a bit tighter on the downward stroke and
then virtually released him for the upward stroke, gripped tight again
going down and released going up. The third down stroke brought success and
his head kind of popped out. The edge of his foreskin then seemed to get
stuck behind the ridge of the helmet and stay there. I then decided to work
in tandem and do exactly the same to each of them at the same time.

Knowing that I was particular sensitive at that point just below my cock
head on the underside of my cock, I changed my grip slightly so that I
could run my thumb over the top of their cocks collecting pre-cum from the
eye slit and then run it down over that sensitive spot. Both of which were
basically uncovered and would be more uncovered as my hand pulled the loose
skin back. As my thumb touched both spots, both boys groaned in pleasure.

"Thomas, are you also awake," I demanded.

"Yes." He answered.

"And how long have you been awake?" I inquired.

"I don't really know. A while anyway.

"Well thanks for telling me. Here I was thinking that I might at least get
one boy to come in his sleep, and you're already awake." I complained half
heartedly.

"Sorry, I didn't know. I was just enjoying it and seeing why you said you
wanted to try it."

"Try what?"

"Having it done to you while you just lie there enjoying it." Tom admitted.

"Well now that you are both awake, I might as well stop this and get on
with cooking dinner." I teased.

"No ways!" they both shouted together.

"You started; you finish." Martin continued and moved his hands up to tuck
them under his head as a pillow.

Not having had any intention of stopping, I continued to jack both of them
together. Suddenly Tom went rigid and shot his load. But I was in full
swing doing a duo and so didn't stop until he grabbed my hand and made me
stop as it was getting too intense for him. I decided to brave it and do
what I had earlier thought I couldn't do. I bent down and took Martin's
cock into my mouth, and started to give him a blow job.  I found that I
could get my tongue between his foreskin and his cock head and that
increased the power of the feeling he experienced. I could taste his
pre-cum and this made my mouth salivate all the more. Soon there was spit
running down the sides of his ball bag and between his legs. I brought a
hand in to play with his balls as I knew I liked this and finding them a
bit wet began to spread the moisture around so that I could slide my
fingers all over the scrotum and the bit between his legs. My other hand,
as if by instinct moved up over his chest until it found a nipple to play
with. Martin's nipple soon hardened up and it was easier to roll it around
in my fingers. I started to go deeper on his cock and though occasionally
this brought on the gag reflex, I did not throw up.  Martin obviously began
getting close because his breathing changed and he began lifting his
buttocks to pump into my mouth. This movement on his part caused me to lose
my place with the hand which was playing with his balls and my fingers
found themselves in his crack. Remembering how it had been when he did the
same to me, I began playing with his pucker. The inevitable happened; he
thrust upwards into my mouth with his cock and then dropped his bum to the
floor, and the drop pushed his bum against my finger which was slick with
spit and it popped through his hole. At first I did not realise what had
happened, but when I did, I immediately pulled it out, being somewhat
grossed out with the idea.

"No! Put it back in please." Martin asked.

"Put what back in?" I asked, dreading the thought of what he was meaning.

"Your finger in my arse." He almost shouted, "What do you think?"

"But there's shit in there." I stated the obvious.

"Don't care. You can wash your finger, but it is something else to have a
finger up it."

I braced myself and put my finger back against his hole and gently
pushed. In it went and I shuddered.

"Move it around and in and out, please" Martin begged.

I did as asked and soon realised that when I touched a certain spot inside,
Martin reacted very strongly and so I concentrated on massaging that spot
while still pumping my mouth on his cock. Within a minute, Martin was
shouting for me to go faster and suddenly I felt his cock get harder and
fuller and then his arse hole clamped down on my finger and jet of warm cum
shot into my mouth. I swallowed without thinking about it but was not able
to keep all the cum from running out the corners of my mouth. Martin then
ordered me to stop as he could not take the power of the experience any
more. As I lifted my head up, I was grinning, and the cum ran down my chin.

"Oh gross!" Tom said, "You're eating his cum!"

"Yeah, you want to try some?" I asked wiping a bit of my chin with my
finger and offering it to him.

"No way! I'd be sick," Tom replied.

"That's what I thought, but actually it's not at all bad." I countered.

"Yeah. It's quite nice." Martin added.

"But what's with the finger up the arse bit?" I asked.

"You just don't know what it is like. At times you touched something in
there and it felt like my dick was going to swell up and blast forth like a
fire hose. Just can't describe it. Even saying it was awesome is not good
enough. I will do you with it later."

"I don't think so." I answered. "I think that is only a one way passage."

"No ways. What do you think gay guys do for a full fuck?" Martin argued.

"I don't care. I like this, but I'm not sure that I am gay." I said.

"You can keep out of mine as well." Tom said. "And don't even ask me to use
my mouth or put my finger in yours -- it just isn't going to happen."

"Anyway, if we don't make a start now, we will only be eating at midnight."
I changed the subject as I got up to go and wash the finger in topic.  I
still couldn't really believe what I had just done.  Sucking off another
guy was something which I had just not taken the time to contemplate as I
could never foresee myself doing such a gross thing, and here I had not
only sucked Martin off, but had also eaten his cum and stuck a finger up
his arse.  After washing my hand, very thoroughly, I started on getting
supper ready, while all these thoughts kept swirling back and forth, around
and around in my head.  It was a good job we were going home tomorrow as I
had a lot of things to think about and issues to work out, and I wasn't
going to get anywhere with them being naked with my friends.

As most of the supper came out of tins, it did not take long to get it
ready, and even less time to get it down. In fact the eating was quicker
than the boiling of the kettle over a somewhat fearsome fire. While we ate
and had our coffee for afters, we just chatted on general and random
topics, and almost seemed to be avoiding the sex issue on purpose. After we
had swallowed the last of the coffee the other two got up to do the dishes
and insisted that I could not help again. Even though it was my birthday,
being the odd one out almost made me want to do chores, and I think I might
even have enjoyed doing them. Shudder the thought from a teenage boy's mind
-- almost enough to have oneself committed. Having nowhere else to sit, I
had moved back to the bed and was sitting cross-legged right in the middle
of it when Tom and Martin came over after finishing the dishes.

"What shall we do now?" Tom asked, "After that little kip, I am not really
sleepy."

"Neither am I," Martin added

"Me neither," I concluded the poll.

"Well, we could go outside and see what it is like to run around in the
nude in the rain." Martin suggested.

"I don't think I want to do that. It is really muddy out there and we will
get filthy and there isn't a shower or bath here." I said

"And no hot running water." Tom joined in disagreeing with Martin's plan.

"If we had a pack of cards we play something with them." I offered.

"Well it so happens that in my little bag of tricks I do have a pack of
cards," Martin replied, "but what are we going to play with them? Strip
poker? No! That won't work we're already stripped."

"We could get dressed and then play." Tom suggested.

"No I don't think so." I said, "How about forfeits poker?"

"What's that?" Martin asked.

"Basically strip poker, but as we can't strip any further, we have to pay a
forfeit instead. Kind of like truth or dare, only its all dares." I
explained.

"Dares like what?" Tom asked.

"I don't know. Hey, I only just thought up the idea, I haven't got any
further yet." I explained some more.

"Let's think of some dares, because there are some which won't work out
here, like running around the house naked for instance." Martin said.

We were silent for a while as each thought.

"How about having your pubes shaved off?" Martin threw in.

"With what? I don't have a razor with me, and none of the knives are sharp
enough and if they were, I wouldn't let you loose around my cock with it."
I said.

"Well one of us does shave from time to time and I brought my razor with me
for some reason." Martin said.

"I suppose you also conveniently managed to bring some shaving cream also."
Tom said sceptically.

Martin actually blushed before answering in the affirmative and then
explaining, "I was hoping this weekend would work out something like it has
and I was also hoping to get one of you to shave me because I want to see
what it is like but am too scared to shave there myself in case I cut
myself trying to do areas I can't really see blind."

"So we can be shaved. What other dares do we have?" I continued the
original idea although the thought of having my sparse bush shaved left me
a bit undecided. -- The idea excited me, but I was not sure I wanted to lose
the little I had, even temporarily.

Another period of silence followed. Our imaginations were failing us this
time.

"Do you really want to be shaved?" I asked, thinking it might be fun to
shave someone else around his cock.

"Yes. I have often cut my pubes, but I haven't had the courage to shave in
case I cut myself with the razor." Martin answered.

"O.k. I'll do you if you want." I offered.

"You sure? I mean it seems a bit weird I know." Martin was showing his
excitement in his voice.

"I wouldn't have offered if I wasn't sure. Now get the gear and lets
begin."

Martin almost leapt up and went to his rucksack pulling from it a safety
razor and an aerosol of shaving cream.

We went over to the table and I told Martin to lie down on it while I got a
pot of water to which I added a bit of boiling water from the kettle to
make it reasonably hot. I picked up the can of cream and began to shake it.

"Would you shave from my shoulders to my knees please?" Martin asked as I
was shaking the can.

"What?" Tom asked, he just couldn't believe what Martin wanted done.

"Please. Even if you can't see any hair; I want to be smooth all over."

I asked, "You mean front and Back?"

"Yes." Martin answered simply.

"O.k. Roll over onto your stomach then and I will do the back first." I
said.

"Can I do the back and you the front?" Tom asked. He was getting quite
excited by this as was evidenced by his pecker standing at half mast
already.

I wanted to do it all, but in fairness to Tom he had offered to the less
exciting bit, and so I agreed.

I handed the can of shaving cream and the razor over to him and let him
begin the work. He squirted a line of cream down Martin's spine and then
used his fingers to spread it out over the whole back. He must have found
something sensuous in this because his cock was now fully erect. My cock
also began to react as I watched Tom begin to stroke the razor across the
very light and almost invisible hair covering Martin's back. When he
finished the back he started on an arm and Martin asked him to only do to
the elbows. I let him do a bit more than just the back of the arms because
after all I was getting the best bit. Tom moved to the legs next, saving
the best part, Martin's bum for the end. When he finally reached the bum
both of us had raging hard-ons, which got even harder as he smeared the
cream over the cheeks and down into the crack. Tom then worked from the
outside and did each cheek in turn leaving the crack to last. Finally he
used his spare hand to pull one cheek out and stroked the razor down that
side of the crack and then did the other side. We both then took a cloth
each and washed the remaining cream from his body. I couldn't believe how
sexy his smooth body felt and almost came on the spot when I ran my hand
over his now smooth as a baby's bum. Tom had done a good job and there were
only a few wisps of hair left to be shaved before we told Martin to turn
over.

As he rolled over we could see that he also was fully erect and had a
string of pre-cum stretching from his cock tip to the table. I decided to
follow Tom's lead and leave the best to last and so I began by removing the
hair from Martin's upper arms and then treated myself to doing his armpits
before moving on to his chest. When I had finished the armpits I put the
razor down and said I just needed to check them and let my fingers gently
slide over the now smooth pits. Of course this tickled and Martin reacted
to it by wiggling which set his cock to swinging to and fro as it stuck up
into the air at an angle to his body. His tits came next and I swirled the
razor around his nipples in increasing circles. His nipples were like his
cock, fully erect, and so I was careful not to let the razor go over them
as I feared it would cut them off. I then moved down his torso until I
reached his navel leaving the top half of him devoid of hair up to the
shoulders. I proceeded to work on his legs starting at the knees and
working up to his groin. I did the outside and tops of each leg and then
had him spread his legs wide to shave the inside. At last I had the bit I
had been waiting for left to do.  I had been concentrating so hard on what
I was doing that I had forgotten about my own cock, but bumping it against
the table brought it to my attention and looking down, I saw that it was
still as hard as ever and there was a trail of pre-cum hanging from it as
well as little strings hanging from places on the table edge where it had
brushed. This really was a turn on for me.

I had Martin lift he legs and get his knees as close to his chest as
possible while still keeping them wide apart so that I could shave the area
between his legs and under his ball sack. Then I went above the cock and
began to remove the hair which was over his tummy below the navel line
where I had stopped before. Finally, there was just the most delectable bit
left and I decided it needed some fresh cream and so squirted some out onto
my hand and began to smear it over his cock and balls and the little area
surrounding them I had not yet touched. I was very careful with the razor
and used my other hand to pull the scrotum tight as I ran the razor over
it. Likewise I held his cock to keep it still as I made sure there were no
hairs on that either. I still had cream on my hands when I had finished
with the razor and used it as a lubricant to rub my hand over his pubic
area, and especially his cock to "feel" that there was no hair left. I
jerked his cock only about five times when I realized we was about to shoot
his wad and so I just continued and was rewarded with him firing a salvo
under epic pressure. The first burst shot out and landed on his chest just
below his chin and left a trail of about3 inches long running down between
his tits. This did mean that Tom and I had a bit more to clean up than some
remaining traces of shaving cream; but that did not bother us as we were
enjoying the job anyway.

"Thanks guys," Martin said when we had finished. He ran his hands up and
down his body and around his cock, "What do you think?" he asked.

"It was awesome and it feels great too." I replied, and then, "Will you
guys do me now please?" I had realised as I was shaving Martin that I
wanted to try it as well.

"Be my pleasure," Martin said. Even though he had just come, his cock was
still rock hard and was still leaking a bit. I don't know if there is such
a thing as post-cum, but that is what it would have been if there is.

"Right! On the table with you." Martin said, "Lying face down."

"Can I do the front this time, please?" Tom asked.

"I guess that's fair." Martin agreed and so he began to lather up my
arms. Feeling the razor slide over my skin was kind of weird, but it did
heighten my sexual excitement. When Martin began to smear the cream over my
arse, I realised just how hard his cock must have been, because mine felt
like the blood was going to burst out there was so much being pumped into
it. By the time I had to roll over, I had had an erect penis for at least
an hour and a half, and I still had some time to go before I would lose
it. Shaving my arm pits felt really strange, ticklish yet exciting again;
and Tom took his time giving them a good feel just as I had done to
Martin. Tom also used the increasing circles to do around my nipples taking
as much care not to bring any harm to the hard little nubs sticking out of
a fairly flat chest. I can't really describe the feelings of having your
pubic region shaved by someone else. The intensity of the experience has
not had words invented for it, and when he gave my cock a smearing of cream
I nearly lost it before he had even started shaving it, but somehow, I
don't know how; I managed to hold off. Then Tom said he wasn't going to
jerk me yet as he wanted to be shaved as well, and after being shaved
wanted to lie against me and feel our two smooth bodies against each other
and then jack each other off. I didn't know if I would be able to hold off
that long but agreed to try.

The turns changed and I had Tom's back to do, while Martin would do his
front. The same procedure was followed for the third time. All our cocks
were still leaking and Martin reckoned he would be able to come again as he
had not lost his hard-on since his last orgasm. When it came time for
Martin to shave Tom's cock, he took hold of the bit of foreskin which
extended beyond Tom's cock head and stretched it out to give a full length
of skin to shave. After this we cleaned Tom up and all moved back to the
bed.

"Please lie down on your back, with your legs apart," Tom asked of me, and
I obliged. He then got down on his knees between my legs and slowly lowered
himself so that his cock was lying alongside of mine with him on top of me,
he then began moving as if he was having a fuck and this caused our two
knobs to rub against each other and our stomachs.  He had not been pumping
for long when he simply blew his stack. Having just had serious work
carried out on his cock must have put him closer to the edge than me and so
he came much more quickly.

"I'm sorry," he said as he stopped. "I thought I would last longer, but now
it is too intense for me to carry on. What do you want me to do?"

"Blow me." I said, almost in a demand.

"I don't think I can do it," he said. But he did then move and bring his
head down to my cock. He gingerly stuck out his tongue and gave it a quick
lick, which got some of my precum and some of his cum onto his tongue. With
this he realised he was able to cope with it and he engulfed my cock in his
mouth and started sucking and bobbing away. He used his tongue to play
around with my head and it did not take much more to bring me to an orgasm
of note. I had hoped to encourage him to put his finger up my arse to see
what that was like, but he had only just got his hand onto the pucker hole
when I blasted forth.  I eventually had to get Tom to let go of my cock
because it was too much to take and as he lifted his face dribbles of
commixed with his spit ran down his chin and dripped onto my cock.

Martin dived in and started to lick this mixture off me. Tom's cum, my cum
and Tom's spit. What a cocktail? (no pun intended).

Martin then asked Tom if he wanted to try sucking his cock as well as he
was still hard. But Tom declined saying that he was too tired.

"I'll do it" I offered. And moved over towards Martin. I took his cock in
my hand first and started to lick it like I would an ice-cream cone. He was
definitely leaking precum again and so I let my tongue dwell a bit longer
on his slit eye. Then I got down to business, taking his cock into my mouth
and sticking my finger up his bum. I proceeded to finger fuck him while he
fucked my mouth. Fortunately with the heightened feelings the evenings
activities had created, he came fairly quickly and only produced a little
cum having shot a big load not long before, so I was able to keep it all in
and swallow the lot. I rolled off of Martin and as I lay down, realised
that I was totally exhausted. It turned out we all were.

"That was awesome, but I am totally shagged out." Martin said, "I think I
am going to turn in.

"Well we have had hard-ons for the best part of two and a half hours you
know. That must take it out of you a bit." I said.

"2-1/2 hours? No way!" Tom said, "I don't believe it. No wonder were
knackered."

We all agreed to turn in and got into the bed, me in the middle once again
and two smooth bodies either side. We were asleep in seconds.


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